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Chapter 25: We are Legends

Damia and Raylene fought fiercely in the sky above as the hordes of demons and devils stayed far away from the combatants.

"Your little pet has fallen to my brother," said Damia smirking.

"I didn't think he would survive," said Raylene smiling. "I only needed him to keep your brother distracted while I fought you."

To the eyes of everyone there, with the exception of Enma and Damien, the two were like a white and red blur as sparks erupted from the blades every time they clashed.

Suddenly a terrible roar split the night air. Everyone froze in horror as the sound was like nothing they could have ever imagined in their wildest nightmare. The ground beneath them began to shake as whatever inside the gate had to be humongous. Every time it roared, shivers of dread went up the spines of all present.

"Dammit!" spat Damien staring at the gate. Then he turned his attention back to the combatants. "Damia! Finish the devil off, we have to close that gate!"

"Oh well, you heard my brother," said Damia. "Our little game has come to its end. Too bad." Damia smirked at the devil. "I was having such a fun time, but I have work to do." She flung Raylene away from her. Then Damia lowered herself to the ground. Raylene followed her.

As soon as the fallen angel's feet touched the ground, she streaked towards Damia with sword raised high. The blades clashed in a spectacular display of flying sparks.

Raylene laughed as she brought her sword down and Damia raised her sword to block the strike. The blades were locked hilt to hilt as Raylene pushed down and Damia pushed up. "Do you think I am going to just let you walk away?" She gritted her teeth. The fallen angel's eyes glowed with insanity. "I have waited long for someone like you and your brother's stature to come along."

"It's nice to be wanted. However, you have no choice," said Damia. "See, there's something important you must know about me." She smirked. "Now, Libra, sword of balanced justice, pronounce judgment on this sinner." Suddenly a shimmering light streaked down the middle of the blade and the sword split in half. A silver chain connected the two blades together by the hilts. Clutching the falling half, Damia plunged the blade upwards into Raylene's ribcage piercing her through the heart.

The devil's eyes widened in shock as she could not believe that she had lost to this child. Blood spewed from her mouth as she stared down at the smiling guardian. "Two swords." Raylene gasped as she coughed up huge globs of blood that spewed from her mouth as well as the wound in her stomach. "That's not very honorable."

"It's not my fault if you are too stupid to know that Libra has two scales. Besides I told you there are two things you should know about me. One, when I am in a battle to the death, I make sure that I am the one to walk away from it alive by any means necessary. And two." The smile on Damia's face became feral. "I never claimed to be honorable." She knocked the sword from Raylene's hand. Then she pulled her other sword free of its sheath of flesh, pivoted on her left foot and severed Raylene's head from its body. Blood spurted like a fountain from the headless corpse to splatter Damia across the face.

Damia snorted in disgust as she raised a hand to wipe the blood from her face only to smear it across her face. She stared at the body laying crumpled on the ground. Damien walked over to his sister to stand beside her. "So much for Raylene being so powerful. She really wasn't anything like the stories said about her."

"Well, when an angel falls they loose some of their powers. Come, we have more important things to do," said Damien. "We must close that gate."

"Right." The two silver haired angels race towards the gates but before they could even get close, an enormous wave of power came from inside the gate sending the two hurdling back to crash into the remains of the collapsed buildings. Once the destructive wave of power settled, both Damien and Damia slowly began to rise out of the debris.

"Are you all right, Damia?" asked Damien kneeling beside his sister helping her to sit up.

"No, I feel like someone dropped a building on my head," she said slowly getting to her feet.

Suddenly a boisterous maniacal laughter echoed around them as a booming voice spilt the night. "FREE! AFTER EONS OF BEING LOCKED AWAY IN HELL! I AM FINALLY FREE TO SEEK MY REVENGE ON ALL THOSE WHO IMPRISONED ME AND BECOME THE NEW GOD OF HEAVEN AND EARTH!"

Everyone turned to the gate to see a lone figure step out of the darkness and into the world of the living.

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Tsuzuki didn't know what to make of the figure as he stepped out into the mortal world. He gasped in horror as he stared into the dark amethyst orbs that were the same color as his own eyes. He had never actually seen pictures of the Lord of Darkness as he was known in other cultures. It was quite unsettling to see the devil in person. He wasn't anything like he thought. He was actually a very handsome being. He was tall and lean with a pair of raven colored wings on his back. Long inky black hair framed a strong masculine face as soft lips turned up into a cruel smile. The look of pure evil just did not seem right on such a beautiful face. He wore a long flowing tan like robe and the sandals on his feet looked like white feathers. Tsuzuki frowned. There was just something off about the clothing. It looked like a cross between regular cloth and leather. He felt a shudder go up his spine.

"Is that . . .?" Watari asked hesitantly.

"Yes," said Enma staring longingly into the face of the person he gave up heaven for. "It is Satan himself."

Suddenly Hisoka fell to his knees clutching his head in terrible pain. "What's wrong kid?" asked Oriya as he and Watari knelt around the boy.

"Pure . . . evil . . . can't you . . . feel it . . . The darkness . . . Pain, suffering. . ." The young guardian screamed in pain. Hisoka writhed and sobbed in terrible agony as the emotions from the greatest fallen angel known to man bombarded his human senses. All the hatred, violence, lust, pain and feelings of revenge crashed into the boy like a wave.

Asato knelt beside Watari looking worriedly at his young partner. "Can't you do something for him Watari?"

"I'm afraid not. He's an empath," said Watari. "He's able to sense strong emotions and I'm pretty sure he is in overload because of him."

"Is there anything we can do for him?" asked Tatsumi kneeling beside Oriya.

"Afraid not, he's able to shield from emotions but seeing as who he is getting them from, there's nothing we can do for him." The blonde-haired scientist held the writhing youth in his arms.

Hisoka's back arched off the ground as his eyes rolled back into his head and he released a pain filled scream that shattered the ears. Then he collapsed back to the ground unconscious.

"That's good," said Watari sighing in relief. "At least now, he won't be suffering much." He stared at the boy as his body was still twitching even though he was unconscious.

"Well my dearest, aren't you going to greet your mate after such a long absence," the Lord of Darkness said smiling.

Enma was drawn to his mate like a moth to a flame. It has been so very long since he has felt the gentle touch of his mate. It's been centuries. He could feel the mark on his back burn his skin as his mate reappeared before him. He was as Enma remembered him so long ago when the fallen angel talked about overthrowing God and taking over heaven himself. He surely would have gone to him if not for the strong arms around his waist holding him back. He looked down to see his son holding him tight with his face buried in his side.

"Please don't go," Asato looked up to him with pleading eyes. "Father."

Enma stared into the liquid violet eyes of his son. Raising one hand, he lovingly combed his fingers through his son's soft sable colored hair and smiled. How can he deny his cute little puppy anything?

Satan chuckled softly. "I see you have raised our son to be strong willed, my dearest. No matter. I will simply come to you." In a blink of an eye, the powerful fallen angel appeared beside his family. He wrapped his arms possessively around his mate and kissed his lips softly but passionately.

Asato's face turned a bright red as he stared in shock as the Lord of Hades, his father, seemed to melt into the loving embrace of the devil. Never in his long existence as a guardian of death has he ever seen the lord behave so submissively to anyone.

After breaking the kiss, Satan looked down into the startled eyes of his only child. "My son, you look so like your beautiful father. Well Asato, aren't you going to greet your Sire."

The violet eye guardian frowned as he stared at the robes and he felt sick just looking at them. He didn't know why but the sight of the clothes made him want to throw up.

The purple eyes of the lord of darkness smiled as he noticed the unsettling look in the eyes of his child. Then he noticed how the man's eyes narrowed as he stared at his clothing. "Do you like my attire, son?"

Asato grimaced as he did not want to associate with this being of pure evil. The knowledge of Satan actually being his biological father made the younger man sick to his stomach.

"There's no need to be shy son," Satan said still holding his evil smile. "You want to know what they are made of." He raised a hand and lovingly stroked his son's cheek. "I will tell you. My robes are made from the skin of all those angels that thought to challenge me." There was a look of sheer horror and disgust on Asato's face as he pulled his face away from the touch of his Sire. "And the sandals are made from the broken bones of their wings I ripped from their backs." Then he gazed at his mate. "You were there at my side Enma when I laid waste to the angels."

Asato stared up at his father in horror. It never once entered his mind that his father would actually go against Michael and the others. Sure, he and Satan were mates but he never thought his father would do something so evil.

He chuckled at the look of horror and disgust in his son's eyes. "I have several in my palace in hell. I will gladly show them to you." Then Satan glanced over at the two glaring Guardians of Light and smiled.

Asato could feel the bile rising up his throat. He had to swallow several times to keep the foul substance from spewing from his mouth. The sight of the being made Asato sick to his stomach. As the fallen angel reached a hand out to his child, Asato stepped away in disgust. "Don't touch me!" He did not want to be touched by something so foul and evil. The violet eye guardian was afraid that the foul evil touch of his Sire would contaminate his child.

Then Satan turned his dark violet orbs back to his pale son. In fact I shall be happy to make you a pair right now.

Asato frowned as the meaning of what his Sire said hit him like a ton of bricks. Satan was going to kill his husband and sister-in-law and then skin them to make him a robe of flesh. If it wasn't for his birth father holding him. Asato would have collapsed to the ground.

Asato blinked in surprise when Satan seemed to vanish as a golden trident stood in the place where the lord of darkness had stood and holding the weapon was his husband. Asato stared into those piercing silver orbs as they glared at him. Damien turned from the wide innocent violet eyes of the guardian of death and concentrated his attack on the real threat.

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Damien and Damia glared at the king of the devils as he told his child about his wardrobe, and how he was going to skin them to make the young man robes. Both angels could feel their blood boiling in rage. They were going to make the fallen one pay. Damien disappeared to reappear above Satan but the fallen angel sensed his attack and disappeared. Instead, his trident struck empty air. He stood there for a second to glare at Satan's son. He didn't know why but he felt sorry for the violet eye man. Damien wanted to hate the beautiful violet-eyed man but he just could not find it in himself to hate the man. He could see the pain in those eyes as they seem to stare into his with longing. Damien was pretty sure that he did not want someone like Satan as a parent. However, he had work to do. He would deal with the other stuff later.

Damien turned to see his sister going head to head with the fallen angel. Satan just laughed as he skillfully dodged all her attacks. As Damien joined in the attack with his sister, the laugh from the devil became maniacal. Both guardians launched a series of deadly powerful attacks against the ultimate evil.

"You're nothing but children," he laughed as he dodged an attack from Damien. "What makes you think you can defeat me. I was here long before your parents became mates and I will be here long after this world has ended."

"Shut your trap, traitor," snarled Damien as he sent a ball of energy that crackled like lightning towards the devil.

Satan smirked as he easily slapped the attack away to fall into the bay and exploded. He must admit that he was slightly impressed with the infamous dragon twins of heaven. Emphasis on slightly. He knew there was no way for the two younglings to actually defeat him. The only one that could give him trouble was Michael and since the archangel wasn't there, he had nothing to fear from a couple of children who had grown to big for their britches. "Since Oberon has been slacking in disciplining you two, it looks like it's up to me to teach you two a lesson. Lesson number one." He disappeared and reappeared in front of a startled Damia. "Children should be respectful of their elders." He backhanded her and sent her hurdling into the wire gate. She tore through the gate and slammed into a tree. He disappeared again to reappear in front of Damien. "Two, children should learn to stay out of adult's businesses." He placed a hand against Damien's stomach and a blast of power hit the guardian in the stomach. Damien was sent flying over the heads of the others to crash somewhere behind them.

"Lesson number three, children should learn their limits." Sensing an attack, he easily leaped out of the way to land in front of the opened gates.

Damia snarled at the devil as blood trickled down her chin from the split in her bottom lip. Her sword left a deep gash in the concrete. "Keep your . . . lessons to your . . . yourself." She panted and grunted as she fell to one knee tired from the battles. She placed a hand against her chest. It glowed brightly as it surrounded her entire body. Slowly the wounds healed and she felt her strength return. Shortly, Damien stood beside his sister.

"You know, you children are being quite a nuisance," said Satan. He raised his hand and the demons that watched from afar circled the two Guardians of Light on the ground and in the sky.

"So, you want to do this the hard way," said Damien. "We can do that." He turned to smirk at his sister. "Ready?"

"You know I am," she smiled back at him. "You take them above. I'll take these down here."

"Be careful, little one." Damien stretched his great white wings and took to the sky to position himself in the center of the horde.

"The same to you, big brother." She smirked at the horde of devils and demons surrounding her. "Are you filth ready to die?" Without saying anything else, both Damien and Damia launched a bloody assault on the foolish horde.

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During the battle, Tatsumi and the others went to stand beside the still shocked Asato and the lord of Hades. They watched in astonishment as the two angels swept through the horde of devils and demons like two violent tornados. The two were like white blurs as they slashed through flesh and bones. Lord Enma had to place a barrier around them as it began to rain blood, body parts and entrails. Asato felt sick as the bloody mess slid down the barrier. He flinched as a head smacked into the barrier.

Watari was sick to his stomach as he clutched the unconscious young guardian close to his chest. He quickly turned away from the carnage. Oriya scooted over to his lover and let the blonde hair scientist bury his face in the crook of the swordsman's neck. He could only watch in horror as his bestfriend slashed, d

ecapitated and eviscerated whatever foolish creature that challenged him. 'Is this truly who you are Kazutaka?' To Oriya, his friend's new personality seemed to be worse than that of that psycho, Saki.

Tatsumi watched in sick fascination as Damia's sword was split in two. She was like a whirlwind of death as the screams of all that dared to challenge her filled the night. He felt his heart stop when the demons and devils all piled on top of her trying to subdue her. However, it only made her madder. Using her powers, she sent the fools flying backwards. Tatsumi watched as the silver haired angel spun one-half of her sword like a windmill by the chain that joined the two swords together in the hilts. Then she began to spin the other half. Tatsumi did not know what to make of it. He would have thought that the sword would have been too heavy but the guardian was spinning the blades as though they were nothing but paper. As she continued to spin the blades, the chain was getting longer with every turn until she finally released the spinning blades slashing into the demons. Grabbing the center of the chain with strength and skill that none of the others thought was possible, she began to swing the swords around as the blades began to slice through flesh and bones as though it was butter.

Asato and Tatsumi could not believe the level of carnage the brother and sister duo was creating. Damia yanked her swords back to her hands and charged the horde once again cutting, slashing, stabbing, beheading as she cut a bloody path through the supernatural creatures. The once white clothing they wore was covered with the black red blood of the devils and demons. Tatsumi felt his heart shatter when he saw the crazed blood lust in her eyes. He looked up and wondered if Damien had the same look in his eyes. He got his answer when the silver hair male called to his sister. Their eyes seemed to glow with blood lust.

"Damia! Come!"

The female angel went quickly to her brother without hesitation.

Satan laughed as he watched the two. "What's the matter? Have you given up already?"

"We never run from a fight," said Damien. "But we grow weary of this trash." His eyes and those of Damia's began to glow. "We shall give you a personal viewing of why we are chaos and destruction." He and Damia raised their hands to the sky and began to summon their power. Suddenly a tiny ball of energy began to form above their upraised palms. Then the ball began to get bigger and bigger and bigger until it was about the size of a small mountain.

"Now followers of darkness," they said in unison, "it's time to fall into the cool embrace of oblivion."

"NO!" yelled Enma clutching tightly onto his son. "Hold on." He turned to his people. Suddenly the barrier they were inside began to sink deep beneath the Earth.

Damien and Damia sent the huge ball of power at the frightened demons and devils. Those that had the sense of mind quickly escaped from the glowing ball of death. However, the unfortunate ones that were too terrified to move were engulfed in the massive attack. It was like a bomb being dropped as the city of Tokyo was awakened from their sleep to stare out of their windows to wonder what that strange bright light was. Even in the hidden Kurenai village, they witnessed the atomic explosion that lit up the night sky.

Enma clutched his son tightly as the ground above them seemed to be melting around them. Therefore, to keep them all safe he continued to sink the barrier deeper and deeper into the earth. It seemed that no matter how deep they went the ground was being eaten away. Finally, they a level where the ground remained solid. Enma waited a few more minutes before he decided to raise the barrier.

Once the explosion dissipated, the barrier slowly rose out of the ground. At least they rose out of what was left of the ground. Everyone gasped in shock as the area looked like a barren wasteland. There was nothing left. All the cement, topsoil, and several feet below that was gone. Even the water in the bay was gone. It looked as though they were standing in the center of a humongous crater that stretched for as far as the eyes could see. All that remained was the gates, Cerberus, and Satan.

Slowly the two Guardians of Light lowered themselves to the ground. They faced the ultimate evil wearing feral smiles.

"Did you children really think that would destroy me?" said Satan.

"Of course not," said Damia. "We just wanted to get rid of the trash first before we dealt with you."

"My my, you two are ambitious to think you can come close to hurting me."

"It's a hobby of ours," said Damien smirking. "Are you ready to face the twin dragons of heaven?"

Satan threw his head back to laugh long and hard. Finally, his outburst settled as he stared at the two. "You children have so much to learn about me that it will be my pleasure to teach you." He raised a hand and plucked two black feathers from his wings. The feathers turned into two double-edged broadswords. The metal of the blades was bluish in color as a dark aura surrounded it. "Come children of the light, and I shall give you a taste of true darkness."